"Personally, I feel that he hates Jeanne a lot," Cesare said, his tone steady but thoughtful, as if recalling the situation, and Jared looked at him a few times: this is destined to be a difficult opponent. "He's probably quite confused—there were a few jumps of conversation that I can't repeat from the beginning, but for the most part, he's been accusing Jenny of being inconsistent and using a lot of foul language to abuse her."

This confession didn't mean much to Jared, as Jon and Charles both mentioned it in their judgment, and in his judgment it should have been a fact that had actually happened, but the point was that Cesare admitted that he remembered most of the conversation, which provided a stepping stone for further questioning. "There's one thing that's very interesting, Mr. Vijri, I don't know if I know about it - but you're the first hostage to tell me you remember most of the conversation."

"Really?" Cesare raised an eyebrow, a little surprised, but Jared wasn't sure if he had played it. - he thought for a moment, then shook his head again, "Not surprisingly, I was standing on the stairs at the same time, at a certain distance from them, I was closer to Jenny and Zad, and I heard and saw better—I could read my lips a little, and when Zad whispered, if the angle was right, I could guess what he was saying. ”

Very good reason, the logic is also very strong, of course Jared can't refute it, the scene restoration map has been made, judging from the confession, the hostage did not lie about his position, "So is he just insulting her with foul language?" There is no mention of any specific events. ”

"He seems to think Jenny is a liar." A thoughtful expression reappeared, and Cesare said slowly, as if recalling, "He said she was making up everything, and as far as I remember, her engagement to Josh, our marriage—"

Jared didn't let his surprise show himself, and he even maintained that unhurried pause, but of course he knew how surprised he was in his heart: it seemed that Cesare was telling the truth, at least for now, that it matched Zade's letter.

"So, are these real?" He asked, "What Zad is accusing of—"

Cesare looked at Jared in surprise, as if he had asked a ridiculous question, "What do you say, officer?" ”

Jared felt a pang of frustration, and he decided to change his strategy, "What did he say besides these two accusations?" ”

"As far as I can remember, Jenny's Oscars are all predetermined." Cesare said, he looked at Jared with mocking eyes, as if waiting for his follow-up questioning, Jared smiled bitterly and made an apologetic gesture, Cesare nodded, and then continued, "Except that the box office cannot be faked, he seems to think that everything about Jenny is fake, and the whole conversation is themed in turn, and of course, there are some that he said directly in her ear, which even I didn't hear clearly." ”

"What did Jennifer do during this time?" Jared jotted down a few words on the paper: perfect confession.

"She was angry and wanted to argue with him very much." Cesare said, a shadow running over his face, "Always a fierce man, you know, when he gets angry, he doesn't care that he has a gun - I have to keep looking at her and make her try to obey the other man's intentions......"

He smiled self-deprecatingly again, "Of course, she was very reluctant, but who let the other party have a gun?" ”

"So, Jennifer pleaded guilty to Zade's accusations?" Jared asked, and he felt some confusion become clear: the fans' motives for hiding the memory cards. - It made him laugh and cry, but he still didn't let his guard down, maybe things weren't as simple as they sounded.

"Would you call non-denial or silence at gunpoint an acknowledgment?" Cesare asked rhetorically, "I said she wanted to argue, but I kept making a look in my eyes to signal her to be silent. ”

"And you think she can read your eyes?"

"We've been working together for 11 years, officer, and I think she knows exactly what I mean."

"You've been partners for many years...... Can I ask a relatively personal question? ”

"Please, officer."

"I can see that your relationship is very good, and as far as I know, you have always been her appointed emergency guardian - let me know if I am offended to ask that, but, if your relationship is so deep, why divorce?"

"As we said in our speech, we can't live together for a long time, and that's going to be hard to change for years to come."

"And you have no intention of changing, do you?" Jared said with some offense, wanting to poke Cesare. "With all due respect, but I think it's almost instinctive to find a way to be together if you love each other so much, isn't it-"

Cesare glanced at him, and for a moment, his arrogance revealed a hint of it, and he said calmly, "It's a very common way of thinking, but I'm afraid that many people in the world don't necessarily make that choice, police officers, especially when we are all responsible for a company." ”

Jared laughed a few times and gave up the line in disappointment: it seems that there is no hatred hidden behind the divorce, of course, not that he suspects it, but sniffing suspicion is the instinct of almost all police detectives. "That's not a bad idea, isn't it, it looks like even if you break up, you're still each other's closest friends, and maybe the relationship will last longer."

Cesare nodded, his expression slightly relaxed, "But not being married is also inconvenient in a way - craniotomy is risky, I don't know if my power of attorney will make the hospital nod." ”

"Really?" Jared asked, somewhat surprised, "But if the power of attorney has legal effect—"

"This is the power of attorney we signed before we got married," a shadow flashed over Cesare's face, "it's been almost eight years, considering the drastic changes in our relationship during that time...... This is the event that we are going to focus on in the next few days. ”

"No one thought you'd need this power of attorney so soon, did you?"

“…… Yes," Cesare said, his tone a little stiff, as if it had touched his wounds. "This ...... It was a big surprise. ”

"If you do what I do, you won't be surprised—it's hard to imagine how many accidents there can be in a person's lifetime," Jared lamented, "It's not a matter of personal will -- but if you can't sign a consent form, who can?" ”

Jennifer's family situation flooded in his mind, "She has no parents and no relatives, and she is basically an orphan—"

Jared has never been the type that pays attention to the entertainment industry, and his impression of Jennifer is limited to a few well-known movies, a rich, beautiful, and famous female star, this is all his impression, of course, as well as the lofty team and status, power and energy - compared to her, he is completely just a humble nobody, and Jared certainly does not have any sympathy for her, but just treats her as that kind of difficult magnate. But at this moment, as he said this, he suddenly felt a pure pity and sympathy: this girl seemed to have the whole world, but when she was lying in the hospital bed, she could not find anyone to sign her consent for surgery. Judy. Ackerman, the political energy behind her, the assistants who work in her suite of break rooms...... Do they really care about her? It seems that in that large team, the only one she can trust is Cesare. Vijery and Lillian. Svensson too.

"Yes, if I can't sign the consent form or transfer request," Cesare said with a grimace, "there won't be anyone to sign it - and her treatment will come to a halt, perhaps...... She'd just go into a coma. ”

"That would be a big pity."

"So that's really the focus of our work during this time—oh, yes," Cesare seemed to relax a little after confiding in this little annoyance, and he took the initiative to bring up one thing, "in order to confirm my authority as soon as possible, and to complete the transfer process—so, while I don't mind your inquiry, I should bring my lawyer with me at the next meeting, and I think you should be interested to know this, officer." ”

Shit, Jared immediately came back to his senses, and he cursed in his heart: With the evidence available to the police and Cesare. Vijeri's identity and fame, if there is no new breakthrough in the case, it will become very difficult to repeatedly ask about this trick.

Without time to think about it anymore, he took the letter from his bosom, placed it on the table, and slowly pushed it towards Cesare, but did not remove his hand, "You know, we are in Zade. A letter was found at Rupp's residence. ”

"Oh?" Cesare said, his expression still rock solid. This frustrated Jared, who shook his head and removed his hand, "You can take a look." ”

Cesare opened the envelope, and Jared leaned back, closely observing his expression, trying to find clues—he did see Cesare's reaction: thankfully, it was hard not to be suspicious in the presence of such a letter. Cesare did raise his eyebrows when he saw the middle of the letter, and he showed a look of remembrance - he must have been thinking about the paparazzi, and this was the revelation that Zade really had in the whole letter, and was qualified to make Cesare lose his heart (if he had one).

"I think ......," Cesare said, laying the letter on the table, "is basically a sure fact—that this man must have suffered from all sorts of delusions, delusions of victimization, schizophrenia, and so on. This letter—"

He made a laughing face, "You know what I mean, officer. ”

"Yes, it sounds ridiculous." "But forgive me, I have to ask—did you really send men after him?" ”

"You mean, after he killed that paparazzi, as he said?" Cesare asked, his expression grimacing, apparently finding the letter ridiculous. "It was in London, officer, Jenny was just filming, of course, she was harassed and eavesdropped by the paparazzi, we were all angry, we all wanted the police to find Sheff as soon as possible and get him back for trial, but at the end of the day, it was just a paparazzi who absconded in fear of crime - and it was London, a completely strange city, you know what I mean, officer, if it's in Los Angeles, in New York, okay, we might hear some rumors, after all, it's a society that needs friends-"

Jared couldn't help but nod slightly, he had to admit that Cesare's calm attitude did make him a little shaken, and it was because he did not shy away from saying that he had connections in the police and political circles that his words were more convincing. "But it was London, and the private detective agency there only took on a few small cases of rape and business, at least in our consultation, so we had to step up the security and go back to Los Angeles after filming - if according to the letter, we sent a magical private detective to find Shef's body from heaven to earth, and did not report the crime, but stayed near the body, and hunted him down when he came back to check it out—"

Under his sarcastic tone, Jared couldn't help but have a fever on his face, indeed, when he said this, this matter seemed even more ridiculous.

"--and, according to my shallow knowledge, corpses are rotten and stench-do you think that could happen?" Cesare said he flicked the paper, "I even doubt that he has ever been to London, and judging by the letter, he is paranoid." ”

"You said you consulted a private investigator in London," Jared said, "and did you ever consult a private investigator in Los Angeles?" ”

"Yes, after that death threat, we approached the Pinkerton detective agency and hired them to find out Stalker," Cesare said frankly, "and that's why I say he's paranoid—it seems to me that almost everything on the letter is the result of his brain, and if you show him a piece of glass, he can imagine a kaleidoscope." Maybe he did come into contact with our private detective and immediately imagined it. ”

"But the detective probably didn't tell that he was the intruder." Jared said, "Can you give me the contact list for the Pinkerton Detective Agency?" ”

"Yes," Cesare said, but quickly pressed his forehead, "but it was in my phone—it looked like it had been lost in the shooting, I don't know, I was in a trance—"

"We have your phone," Jared said, "and you did drop it on the spot, along with Jennifer's — but both phones look locked." ”

"Oh, yes, I think my assistant did it, he probably erased it via iCloud," Cesare said, "I'm sorry, he probably thought it was lost." ”

Jared was a little discouraged: this is what his technician told him about the service that Apple launched last month, and even if it could unlock the keypad, the information in it would not be found at all — not to mention the question of whether the evidence from the two phones would be admissible.

"But I'll get back to you as soon as I can." Cesare added that he was generous and open-minded, and seemed to have nothing to hide, "The detective agency should have had our financial dealings, and we hired them for a few months after the incident, but they didn't bring much lead, like the police, so we gave up on the idea and started our own team of bodyguards." ”

"Are they the two bodyguards who handed you the guns?" Jared asked, feeling that the interrogation could be said to have gained a lot of information, but it could also be said that nothing was found.

"Yes, those two bodyguards." Cesare nodded, a slight self-deprecation in his eyes, "Jenny takes them with her almost everywhere she goes—if Jenny can wake up, I don't think she can even do without them for this kind of party in the future." ”

“ok。” Jared said that he decided to end the trial, and his expectations for the case turned from strong to dim: Did Cesare tell the truth? Probably not, he was still covering for the hostages, but judging from the information he revealed, the hostages' motives for hiding the memory cards seemed to be understandable, and when the ballistics test results came out, confirming that Zade did shoot first in the house, even if Cesare's motives were not pure, he had a very good reason to open his mouth. Either way, unless he suddenly got his hands on the memory card, or a confession of genuine affection, it would be difficult for the case to move forward, at least not Cesare, Jennifer, and the hostages.

There was still something to do, and Jared knew he would go and check out the Pinkerton Detective Agency, a regular detective agency, and with Cesare's open-mindedness, it was unlikely that it would lead to any clues, but who knows if that would lead to any clues? A regular detective might also know some of his colleagues in the grey area, and maybe Vijri decided to give them some of the dirty work. And he still had a computer in his hand - it was his last hope, if Zade had any clues -

"I'm sorry for your time, that's all I have to ask - I hope you get the right to sign soon, and, of course, Miss Jefferson recovers soon."

"Thank you, officer." Cesare said he reached out to shake Jared's hand, but Jared and his cell phone rang suddenly, and both of them looked down to check their phones.

"Watch Fox News." As Jared read, he felt a sense of foreboding come over him, and Cesare was silent, but he was a step ahead of Jared, and had already found the remote control before he could—they had temporarily requisitioned the reception room in the vacant suite, which of course was equipped with a large television.

After a moment of silence in the room, the sound of the TV turning on, and the mixed sound effects of the turntable, a male voice from small to large took over the entire reception room.

“…… This letter is purported to be written by the assailant Zadeh. The letter sent by Rupp, which had compromised at least a dozen media outlets minutes earlier, explained its motive for the crime and blamed the victim, Jennifer, who is now lying in the hospital. Jefferson was a liar. The silver-haired anchor frowned slightly, and a picture of a computer screen appeared in the picture, showing an email, "The address of the letter is hidden, but it is worth noting that the letter accuses many of Jennifer's staff members by name as liars - and at the end of the letter, he claims to have solid evidence, and shows a photograph of the inside of Jennifer's house, confirming that this is not a simple rumor-mongering letter, there is no doubt about it, This will make the recent assassination of Jennifer, which is in the ascendant, make waves again......"

Cesare's phone vibrated wildly throughout the viewing, and countless text messages seemed to bombard his phone at this time, and Jared squinted at his expression, but was disappointed again - although there was surprise at first, but after a moment, Cesare's expression returned to an indifferent demeanor, as if all this really had nothing to do with him, and the most important thing for him now was to deal with Jennifer's surgery.

"Perez. Hilton's blog posted the full text of the letter," and when the news ended, he said to Jared in an informative tone, "It's basically the same as the letter Zad left you -- but it's a little more substantial, and it looks like he hasn't given up his efforts to destroy Jenny even though he's dead." ”

"But—how could he?" Jared glanced at Cesare's current phone and confirmed that the content on the page was indeed exactly what Cesare had said, and that it was exactly the same as Zade's letter. He couldn't help but feel ashamed and ashamed - it made the two days he had hidden the letter a complete laughing stock, and-

He blurted out, "But how did he do it?" His computer was always in our possession, and it wasn't connected to the Internet—"

"Did you get into the system?" Cesare asked. Jared replied intuitively, "Not yet—"

Suddenly he felt something was wrong, and he stopped talking vigilantly, and glanced at Cesare—fortunately, he was still as indifferent.

"Anyway." - As he felt, Cesare thought for a moment, then finally stood up and concluded in a cold tone, "None of this has anything to do with me and Jenny, the most important thing now is her consultation and follow-up treatment—then, Officer Dunphy." ”

Jared shook his hand with a bit of a dazed look, wondering in his heart whether his statement was sincere: whether he was suspicious or not? "Mr. Vijri."

He watched as Cesare opened the door and stepped into the hallway, his eyes inadvertently touching Judy in the hallway. Ackerman - Seeing the expression on her face, Jared smiled heartily and found some real feeling: yes, this is a big deal, and now that the whole country knows the contents of this letter, how will they react?

"-- Joanna should be summoned as soon as possible." He muttered, turned his back, packed up the VCR, and hurried out of the hospital building. "There's really never been a better time to ......"